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It's a new day,
but everything is still the same.
The things you said last night
collect in my mind once again,
stifling my chance to move on.
I'll tell you I'm better,
that I overreacted,
just so it will end.
But deep inside of me
I hear the sting of those words
numbing my entire body.
You choose not to apologize,
while I stumble over the
"I'm sorrys" every few seconds
for no reason at all.
Don't worry, though,
I wasn't expecting you to do anything
at all.